This week’s Rock-a-Ramas were written by Fred Pessaro, Zachary Lipez, Grace Scott, Maria Sherman, and Joe Sicilio. Read last week’s reviews here.
Aaliyah, One In A Million (Vinyl Reissue)
There is absolutely, without a doubt, not a single swingin’ reason why Aailyah’s second album, One In A Million, needs to be reissued as a double LP. You do not need to own this on vinyl, especially with all the pressing plant issues. (You do need to own this in some format, however—especially if you’re only into 2001’s self-titled, but that’s neither here nor there. This is CREEM, so I’ll give you points for just knowing Aaliyah existed.) One In A Million is funky as hell, Aaliyah at her coolest, and the producer roster is A-list: Timbaland, Missy Elliott, Carl-So-Lowe, J. Dibbs, Jermaine Dupri, Kay Gee, Vincent Herbert, Rodney Jenkins, Craig King, Darren Lighty, and Darryl Simmons, to name a few. “Your love is one in a million, it goes on, and on, and on…” Fuck it. Buy this.—M.S.
Triumvir Foul, Onslaught to Seraphim
I blame the Carharrt crowd. Right around the time that real-tree became a staple of death metal regalia, the bros took over the genre and we got a bunch of neutered, sub-Integrity style hardcore-as-death-metal bands that listened to Wolverine Blues from 1993 and decided that their sound was “fresh and exciting.” But that shit isn’t scary. It’s metal. Death metal is supposed to scare you to death. Triumvir Foul does—and with all the blasts, divebombs, and snarling vocals you could ever want. Onslaught might be their ugliest one yet. New jacks, get out your Moleskins—it’s time to take some goddamn notes.—F.P.